I got one of these yesterday, Tessa. It’s a head-scratcher, for sure. Of course, having been a member of the real Illuminati for most of my adult life, I can confirm that it’s a very exclusive group. If your mother hasn’t worked at least 2,000 bingo games, your grandmother isn’t best friends with the housekeeper at the rectory, you don’t have a great-aunt named Sr. Mary (something) with perfect penmanship who taught 5th grade for 47 years, a sister who was chosen to crown the statue of the Blessed Virgin with a wreath of flowers in May, and have enough holy water from the shrine at Lourdes to float a battleship, you’re not even getting in the door. The money’s real, but you don’t get to spend it. It’s kept in a special vault at the Vatican in case you ever sell your soul to the devil and want to buy it back. That’s the main benefit. No health insurance, though. Sorry. You’re better off joining a union.